Hadn't done #meetthenauts thingy yet.
🖋️ It's my pen name, and I live it. You can call me Ama.
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🇩🇰 Between nowhere and lost in Hamlet's hamlet.
🇪🇸 De veras.
#CoSoWriters
👩‍💻 Freelance journo and copywriter by day.
👩‍💻 Kinky romance author by night (and day).
💍 Happily to my best friend.
🐱 Mama to rescue kitties.
🥘 Lazy cook makes EZ recipes.
📚Voracious.
📽️Aficionado.
🎵 All sorts.
🔠 ❤️ Puzzles.
Yes, I'd go.
🦊 Spiritually.
😜 Twisted humor.
😏 Cynical optimist.
🌍 🏞️ ♻️ No planet B.

Happy New Year, #CoSos May 2023 bring you many blessings! ❤️ 🎉

¡Feliz earworm! 🎄🎅🏻 Wishing all of those celebrating a very merry!

https://youtu.be/N8NcQzMQN_U

Hello #Cosos! Today is Nochebuena, so it's the big celebration at our house. I'll be making roast beast (pork) and congri (blackbeans and rice), plus my potato and apple salad and mock maduros (can't get plantains in Denmark, but I caramelize bananas). Unfortunately, I injured my shoulder typing yesterday (I know! I can't figure it out either!) and I'm in such pain. I took some meds. Anyway, Happy holidays! 🎄 ☃️ 🎅

Good morning and good night, #Cosos

This week is pure—eeep! 👩‍💻 So much to do before Friday. Oh, well. At least there's coffee! 😁

I hope your week is off to a good start.

"And so she turned to the children of Adam and said, 'Children do not let your buns rest on toasters unless you watch them close. For it is written that the line between warm toasty goodness and burnt dread is finer than a single hair on this poor woman's head."

And the children nodded, and they heeded her warning, and they ate many happy meals.

"And so it came to pass that the foolish woman who failed to monitor her buns while they rested atop her toaster was plagued by the scent of charcoal for four full moons. And she did regret her life choices. And she did wail, 'why me?' But nothing would free her from the smell of burnt bread because the touch of fire endures...

Random fact: The scent of burnt buns has a very long life cycle.

I burned burger buns that I set to warm on the toaster nore than two and a half hours ago. The scent is still going strong. I opened the windows (only for a while because it's really cold out there). I set the kitchen extractor fan. It endures. The burn persists.

I'm sure this is parable-worthy.

For all those celebrating the Festival of Lights, I wish you joy. May this Hanukkah bring many blessings to you and your loved ones.

I stupidly followed a link into the bird app and stumbled on Marjorie Taylor Greene having a coniption over vibrators retailing next to children's toothbrushes. (Not dildos, just massage devices.) What I mainly got out of it is that she has never achieved orgasm.😜 Remember, kids: sex is nasty, and killing is cool! *dies of eye roll*🙄 💀

This week, besides the Christmas feast, I look forward to Winter Solstice on Wednesday and the slow reversal of the terribly short days. This barely seven hours of daylight thing doesn't work for me, to be honest. Yesterday, I told my husband I guessed Vikings had no use for Roman sundials as they wouldn't be good for much. We went down a rabbit hole of speculation on how Vikings told time and whether time accuracy mattered at all in the ancient world. We're a wild and crazy couple. 🤣